Non existente

I'm just here trying to study but words don't stick to my mind... as if some sort of gooey substance impedes them to permeate my neurons. Darn it... unfudgeable freaking fudge blank space. Simply non existente

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My pups

Nothing much to say other than I love them, my over energetic pups that cannot behave even if their lives depend on it, always running wild throughout the house, up the stairs and round and around the dining table on an exhilarating game of tag, I guess that is what they are playing, and their... Continue Reading →

Spring Break

While everyone was enjoying the outdoors I was stuck studying for my midterms, oh yes, I am studying my second Master's degree just because, well more like to prove my OCD alter ego that I can actually be a mum, a wife, a graduate degree student, and still have time to bitch about life and... Continue Reading →

Procrastination Week

Who knew this week is national procrastination week, yup, is a thing apparently, putting off all things that are meant to be dealt with... My girls are the champions of this holiday (?), seriously, they embrace their title with dignity and pride putting off every single freaking chore I asked. Nothing I can do, but to... Continue Reading →

I am SO Angry

I am. Truly, sincerely and honestly pissed off. I am. Wanting to shout, scream and draw something odd. I am. So angry, frustrated and on a belligerent mood. I am So angry. It ain't fun, is stuck up, choking me like a disease. I understand what others like me feel when there is no way... Continue Reading →

When pigs fly

I don't know how they do it, all prep up with nutri-smoothies on one hand and the perfect sweat hair bundt with some loose hairs giving an air of laissez-fair, they look as if jumping out of an Instagram fitness post,! I'm thinking while kicking the stationary bike feeling the thump of my muffin top... Continue Reading →

Insomniac

I believe I'm one of those "unfortunate" souls who can't have a decent night sleep, I didn't mind before, it didn't bother me because my body didn't care either, but now she does... My bitchy body complains endlessly when I can't have what the doctors say is a "good night sleep" a full "seven hours"... Continue Reading →

Lost my sketchbook

I moved houses a month ago and I'm still trying to unpack boxes, an endeavor worth of an endless supply of afternoon martinis if you ask me. Can't find my sketchbook, I know I packed it along with the markers, pencils and the rest of the doodling supplies, everything was neatly (almost) organized in the... Continue Reading →

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